We bought ours on Saturday morning, and since we had taken it overnight on Friday for our mechanic to check out, we had to drive to the dealer in separate cars. It was almost an hour's drive, and as I got closer and closer to the dealership, I started feeling sicker and sicker. Alone with my thoughts in this car we were planning to buy, my mind was going to dark places. Is the car a lemon? How will the negotiations go? Can we really afford this? I hate car shopping.

But last night, I was reading through the owner's manual, and discovering all this little neat things the car does that I hadn't realized when we looked at it. Nothing major, but things like I didn't realize the clock would also display the outside temperature if you pushed the little button next to it. Things like that. So I'm starting to feel good about it.

Many thanks for the kind thoughts expressed - Mr Limey has a touch of pneumonia and will be kept in hospital for the next day or two on IV antibiotics, nebulisers and all the delights that the NHS can provide. I'm feeling better - I hope he will be, too, soon!

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as I got closer and closer to the dealership, I started feeling sicker and sicker. Alone with my thoughts in this car we were planning to buy, my mind was going to dark places. Is the car a lemon? How will the negotiations go? Can we really afford this? I hate car shopping.

This.

Plus I was driving my partner of 12 years to his slaughter.... I almost started ...but made it through and now have a shiny red tank parked in my driveway.

Jim begged me not to name him (thanks for all your help, Jim), so of course I did, even though it's not my norm. Cars that get named generally aquire that name years down the road due to some event or characteristic they are revealed to have. So feel free to guess away......

(oop, thread hijack ....like I give a fuck : ) Tell ya what, I'll post a pic in the new car thead and we can move the guessing game to there, should anyone feel like participating.

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The most difficult thing is the decision to act, the rest is merely tenacity Amelia Earhart

nah, no anaphylactic reaction- they give you IV steroids. The stuff they gave me was a deep purpley-red. Reminded me of pomegrenat seeds. What are you getting? Taxotere and ACT was what I got. In that order. it's usually the other way around.

got any ativan? ambien? I'd advise you treat yourself to one of them along with your jammies, etc. How many doses are you getting? are you getting them in the hosp. or the onco's office?

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In Barrie's play and novel, the roles of fairies are brief: they are allies to the Lost Boys, the source of fairy dust and ...They are portrayed as dangerous, whimsical and extremely clever but quite hedonistic.

"Shall I give you a kiss?" Peter asked and, jerking an acorn button off his coat, solemnly presented it to her.
—James Barrie

Yeah, I've got the steroids today and for the next three days ... still a chance, but much less. It's the Taxotere that's problematic. That's what I mean - it's a small chance, so a little magical thinking should take care of it, rather than being all confident like I was in September.

I've got some Ativan - I'll bring it along just in case. I'm getting six cycles, TC - taxotere and cyclophosphamide. No adriamycin (the A in ACT). Our hospital has an infusion center, so it's half and half - a bit more intensive than an office but not admitted to hospital.

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IF you can keep us up to date with how you're doing. You might be too tired.
Sleep, ask people for favors and best wishes for tomorrow, sweetie.

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In Barrie's play and novel, the roles of fairies are brief: they are allies to the Lost Boys, the source of fairy dust and ...They are portrayed as dangerous, whimsical and extremely clever but quite hedonistic.

"Shall I give you a kiss?" Peter asked and, jerking an acorn button off his coat, solemnly presented it to her.
—James Barrie